Chapter 47 "One More Thing"
"You know that tone people reserve for when something terrible happens?" Boris asked, sitting across from Carol in a little nearby bistro, having lunch. He'd brought her here and then told her to order...
"You know that tone people reserve for when something terrible happens?" Boris asked, sitting across from Carol in a little nearby bistro, having lunch. He'd brought her here and then told her to order...
Wyatt exited the shed momentarily, finding Rachel sitting on the grass, her back against the outside, smoking a cigarette. He leaned beside her and she glanced up at him, then handed him her cigarette,...
Carol exited the cafeteria, holding a sandwich half wrapped in plastic she was biting into, with Father Krickett by her side. As they got into the hallway, they stopped and waited as Carol chewed her...
Calvin's eyes fluttered open, and he could hear laughter from the kitchen downstairs. It couldn't be. He got up and, tugging his robe on over his pajamas he headed out of the bedroom and to the stairs....
"Boris?" a voice asked, and Boris rolled his head to the side, his eyesight weak and fuzzy, his breathing shallow. Standing there, next to the stretcher in the back of the ambulance, was Polly. She was...
Scarlett grabbed her paintbrush and jammed it through the easel, tearing it into pieces as she screamed at the top of her lungs. After a few minutes of this, she stepped back and admired her destruction,...